Killian Jones kicked the mud from his shoes before opening the door to his and Emma's home. His feet were killing him today. With Emma not feeling well this morning Killian to run around town answering police calls by himself. At least David was there to keep him company for some of the time. Killian opened the door with a push of his hook.

"Swan," he calls into the empty house.

Killian looked around in confusion. She should have been home by now after going to see the doctor.

"Love? Are you home," he called again.

He moved deeper into the house in search for his wife. As he walked he twiddled the silver wedding ring on his finger. After their wedding Killian noticed that he started playing with his wedding ring when he was nervous or upset. Touching the ring made him feel safe and reminded him of all he had to live for. Feeling close to Emma calmed him. He walked into the kitchen, seeing a note that was floating in the air near their kitchen island. He tentatively walked up to it. The letter was about as high as Killian's chest as it spinned softly in the air. His name shone on the front in dark cursive letters. Emma was always able to do impressive things with her magic. Killian reached his hand out and took the letter in his hand. He opened it and smiled at Emma's writing.

My Husband,

When you were a pirate you would start every new adventure setting sail on the Jolly Roger. Go there now, for a new adventure awaits you.

I love you.

Emma

Killian scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion, having no idea what Emma was up to. Shaking his head and smiling to himself, Killian headed to his ship.

Killian heard the defining creek of the deck as he stepped on the ship. The sea was silent with the occasional rushing of the waves, rocking the ship back and forth. He entered his quarters to see package on the middle of his desk. Killin went straight to it, taking it in his hands. It was wrapped in light brown paper with a red bow on top. He opened it quickly and took out a small piece of clothing. It was a white onesie with a black ship embroidered on it. Under the ship it said, "Daddy's Little Pirate" in thick black letters. Killian's eyes widened as he felt his heart constrict. He held up the onesie in front of him, feeling the soft fabric to his fingers.

"Congratulations," he heard from behind him.

Killian whipped around to find Emma standing there with her hands behind her back and a wide smile on her face. She was wearing her usual red leather jacket with a grey shirt, black pants, and knee high boots. Her hair was long and curlier than it usually was. Dropping the clothing on his desk, Killian ran towards Emma.

"Is it true Emma? Are you…" he trailed off.

Emma gave him the brightest smile he had ever seen.

"We're pregnant," she confirmed as tears brimmed in her eyes. Killian let out a joyous laugh as he felt his own set of tears come to his eyes. His heart felt completely whole. He wrapped his arms around his wife, spinning her in the air as she laughed with him.

"We're having a baby," he exclaimed as the tears broke free and ran down his cheeks. Emma nodded happily. Killian grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him, crashing his lips to hers in a deep kiss. He dipped her as Emma ran her fingers through his hair. He set her back up and let her go still beaming completely.

"I can't believe it," he said.

"I know," she responded as she gave him a small plastic stick.

"Look," she said as she handed it to him.

Killian held the object in his hands. He gave Emma a confused look as he turned it over in his hands.

"What is it," he asked.

Emma laughed and she took the object from his hands.

"I keep forgetting that you're centuries old," she laughed. Killian scoffed and shook his head, still unable to stop smiling.

"It's a pregnancy test," Emma explained. "You take it and it tells you if you're pregnant or not." She pointed to the small screen on the end. "The two lines here say that I'm going to have a baby."

Killian took the test from her and held it closer to his face, looking at the two pink lines.

"It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he exclaimed.

"Doctor Whale also confirmed it this morning," Emma laughed.

Killian looked up and grinned at her.

"We're going to be a family," he whispered.

Emma nodded in response, a tear running down her cheek.

"We are," she said in disbelief.

"I love you so much," Killian said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.

"I love you too," Emma said as she put her arms around him in return.

That night Killian laid in their bed staring up at the ceiling. His mind continued to race while Emma slept soundly beside him. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration.

"Killian," he heard Emma mumble.

Killian turned his head to see Emma facing him as her eyes opened.

"Go back to sleep, Emma." He brushed her cheek with the tips of his fingers. "You need to rest."

Emma shook her head as she sat up.

"What's wrong Killian?"

Killian sat up as well, pulling her closer to him.

"What makes you think something's wrong?"

Emma narrowed her eyes at him and shook her head.

"You're my husband. I know when something is bothering you," she retorted.

Killian put his head in his hands.

"Do you think I'll be a good father?" His voice was small, childlike. He immediately felt Emma's arms wrap around him.

"There is no doubt in my mind that you are going to be an amazing father."

Killian lifted his head to look at his wife. She was giving him a soft smile, her eyes flooded in understanding and love.

"But I've never done anything like this before, Swan. I have never had so much responsibility." He paused, unable to meet her eyes.

"I'm scared," he admitted.

"I'm scared too," Emma said.

Killian looked at her with wide eyes.

"You are? But you are already an amazing mother," he told her.

"When Henry found he was already grown," she began. "I didn't do anything. I didn't raise him."

"That's not true. You had such a big influence on him," Killian gently interrupted. Emma met his smile.

"But I never changed his diaper or taught him how walk or talk. This is new for me too, Killian. I don't know how to do this either. But we'll figure it out together, as a team." Emma leaned forward and kissed the tip of Killian's nose. "And I can't think of anyone else I would rather do this with."

Killian turned towards her, placing his hands on the side of her face.

"Do you have any idea how much I love you," he asked in a gentle voice, his eyes yet again filling with tears of love.

Emma nodded and leaned in to meet his kiss.

"This is a new adventure. We can do this," Emma told him.

Killian nodded in agreement.

"Indeed we can, Mrs. Jones."